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Here's part six of Jessica's story.  Comments are welcome. Visit my site
for the previous chapters and more stories (with pics).

Greg (gnjal)

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Rubber Doll Pt. 6

"The Ninja Queen's Revenge" 
Gnjal 
17 Dec 97 


Diane laughed good naturedly as stood behind Jessica and brushed her
tangled red mane. 

"Another restless night, Hon?" Diane looked into the dressing room mirror
at Jessica's tired eyes and pulled the brush
through her hair, smoothing out the tangles and rats nests. 

"Diane, I love this job, but, I have the strangest dreams..."  Jessica sat
at the dressing room table, inspecting her face in the
light framed mirror.  She didn't think she looked any different then
before, but she sure felt different.  Each night was now
filled with visions of rubber, bondage, and sex.  Every morning, she woke
up in the tangled bed sheets, sweat dampened, and
horny from the dreams she was eternally twisting and wriggling through, a
rubber creature mired in latex, brought over and
over to toe-curling dream climaxes. 

She looked up at Diane in the mirror, and smiled wanly. 

"Well, dear.  I think you're doing just fine.  The designers are pleased as
punch with your modeling, and your dreams will
settle out, just you wait and see.  You're unconscious is just looking for
some resolution to things, that's what dreams are
for."  Diane said kindly.  She stroked the last tangle out of Jessica's
long red hair, and sat the brush down. 

Jessica watched Diane as she moved over to the garment rack, and started
searching through the costumes hanging there. 
Diane was wearing a white knit sweater over a pair of deep blue shiny
spandex leggings.  The sweater's bottom came to a stop
just above the shining blue vee of Diane's crotch and covered the top of
her ass.  As Diane bent over slightly to push the
hanging costumes, Jessica saw the sweater rise to show her whole firm
rounded ass under the stretched spandex/lycra. 

The sweater's sleeves were pushed up to Diane's elbows, bunched to show her
toned forearms.  The leggings were pushed
into a pair of soft leather snow boots of grey suede. 

Jessica jerked her eyes away, realizing she had been staring.  She was
starting to notice women in a different way now.  Was
she turning into a lesbian?  Her dreams were filled with both women and
men, but the common theme was latex and rubber. 
She shook her head, and wondered at herself, flashing back on the women in
tight latex who had used her, twice.  Those
women had taken advantage of her, while she was bound in rubber; they had
fucked her!  Jessica felt her face flush, and felt a
lump of outrage building inside of her.  She had enjoyed it, but they
hadn't even asked! 

She was trembling with anger by the time Diane pulled that day's costume
from the rack and walked over to her side. 

"What's wrong, Jessica?"  Diane peered over her reading glasses at Jessica,
noticing her flushed face and clenched hands. 

Expelling her breath in a whoosh, Jessica splayed her fingers out flat on
the surface of the makeup table, and turned to face
Diane. 

"Nothing, just a little tense.  Are you and Jim going to be around to get
me out of whatever I'm wrapped up in when the
designers are through?"  Jessica focused her green eyes on Diane's
accusingly. 

"Oh, don't worry about that!"  Diane laughed, "Jim's actually in your
session today.  One of the male models canceled at the
last minute, and Jim happens to be the same size as the costume the
designers wanted to use."  Diane grinned wickedly and
held out a familiar red latex catsuit and a pair of rubber high heeled
thigh boots, "And you're going in as The Ninja Queen!" 

Jessica's eyes widened, and she began smiling also.  She stood, and flipped
her long fiery hair over her shoulder. 

"Now, this is more like it!"  Erica the Ninja Queen was back! 

==================== 

Jessica (or rather Erica the Ninja Queen) stood crouched over her captive
how was bound beneath her spread-eagled on a
wooden wheel.  The designers had setup a scene on the dais with the Ninja
Queen and an action figure tentatively named the
Hammer. 

Jessica giggled and her green eyes twinkled as she looked down at Jim, tied
wrist and ankle to the round wooden platform
beneath them.  Jim was bound, naked to the waist, wearing tight black latex
leggings tucked into tall, tightly laced combat
boots.  A wide leather belt with a huge chrome buckle in the shape of a
hammer cinched his middle, marking the sharp
contrast between the shining black latex of his leggings, and his tanned
and toned chest.  The top half of his face and his
head was covered by an intricate helmet of chrome and electronics, with
stylized wings worked into each side over his ears. 

Jessica crouched over Jim, the red catsuit molded tightly to every curve,
one knee bent,  black heeled and booted foot beside
his left hip, the other leg spread straight out on his other side.  She had
one hand on his chest and the other on one of his
bound wrists.  The flaming red hair of her pony tail washed down over them
both, as she tried to breath slow, her face inches
away from Jim's. 

She was surprised when she had entered the studio and first seen Jim
spread-eagled on the dais.  His tanned chest looked
oiled, the muscles rippling as he pulled against his bonds, trying to get
more comfortable.  The tight black latex leggings
looked painted on him, and the bulge at his crotch drew her gaze like a
magnet. 

Now she was hovering over him, Erica the Ninja Queen, flaming red hair, and
dangerous red lips sneering at her captive, the
Hammer.  The designers were talking excitedly to each other, arguing ideas
and quickly sketching down details.  But their
voices faded to the background, as Jessica stared down into Jim's eyes,
peering from the chrome helmet's eyepieces, and felt
the heat of her pussy, poised just above the rubber bulge at Jim's crotch. 

She giggled again, and Jim squirmed beneath her, biceps flexing as he
pulled on the thick nylon ropes binding his wrists. 

"Now, don't laugh.  I'm doing this as a favor to the designers."  Jim
whispered to Jessica. "They didn't have anyone else they
could get on such short notice.  And besides, after Diane told them I was a
perfect fit for the Hammer costume, how could I
say no?"  Jim looked up at Jessica, seeing her green eyes flash at him from
beneath the black rubber half hood topped with
the crowning tiara of the Ninja Queen. 

"Oh, I won't laugh, Hammer!"  Jessica shoulders shook, trying to contain
her laughter.  The designers wouldn't like it if Erica
the Ninja Queen burst out in laughter right as she was 'interrogating' the
Hammer.  "You look quite fetching in your tight
rubber, Hammer." She giggled and flipped her pony tail across his face. 

"Hey!" Jim wriggled under her, the rubber bulge of his crotch directly
below the zipper joining the thin red latex over her
suddenly moist pussy. 

Jessica giggled again, leaning down close, her lips just above his, the
tips of her rubber covered nipples grazing his chest. 
Jim turned his head to the side and looked vainly up at where his wrists
were roped to thick metal rings in the round wooden
platform. 

"You're my prisoner, Hammer" Jessica hissed, and her smile turned into
Erica the Ninja Queen's leer of dominance.  She raked
his chest with her hand, nails leaving faint red trails even though they
were covered by the integral gloves of the latex catsuit.

"Ah! Jessica, what are you doing?!"  Jim arched his hips, struggling
against his bonds, and they both gasped as his bulging
rubber covered crotch pressed directly against Jessica's mound. 

Jessica squeezed her eyes shut with the pleasure of the contact, and slowly
opened them, green eyes intent on Jim's face. 

"I'm not Jessica, you silly man," she hissed, letting the moment and the
spirit of the Ninja Queen take her, "I'm Erica!"  She
plunged her lips down and smashed them against Jim's mouth in a passionate
animal kiss, while grinding her pussy against
the black rubber bulge of his cock.  Her arms reached up to grab his bound
wrists, as she pressed her body against his naked
chest, nipples sensitive and screaming for attention under the tight latex
covering them, pussy tingling with the pressure
against it. 

"Jessica!" 

Jessica started, and half rose from Jim.  The designers were staring at
her, jaws dropped in amazement. 

"Jessica, we're through for today.  And I think you two could use a
breather."  One of the attractive woman designers
announced, "Jim, thanks for your help, I don't know what we would have done
without you."  She smiled almost wistfully and
turned to follow the other departing designers. 

The studio was suddenly quiet.  Jim and Jessica were alone.  Jessica turned
and looked down at the tied man beneath her. 

"Jessica, let me go, okay?"  Jim said a little breathlessly.  Despite
himself, his cock had stiffened into a hard pole outlined
clearly under the black shining rubber of his costume.  His eyes stared up
from the chrome helmet's visor with something
almost approaching panic. 

Jessica stared into his eyes, and then looked down to stare at his stiff
dick, almost bursting from the stretchy black rubber
covering it.  Her eyes flashed green, matching the dazzle of the spotlights
bouncing off of the tiara on her black rubber
hooded head. 

"You're not going anywhere, Hammer!" She hissed.  "Remember all those times
you were late letting me loose from my
sessions?"  Jessica straddled his cock, red hips pressing down, black hip
booted legs on either side of Jim's.  She reached up
to grab his roped wrists again, lowering her face till it was just an inch
above his. "Now, it's your turn, Hammer!" 

Jessica locked eyes with Jim as she began slowly grinding her latex covered
pussy up and down his rubber covered cock,
latex covered breasts  pressed against his naked torso, smiling wickedly as
he began moaning, and moving his hips under her.

"How does that feel, Hammer?  Should I stop?" Jessica deep red lips hovered
above Jim's, twisted into a lustful sneer.  He felt
her breath on his face, and moaned again.  His cock was throbbing, getting
harder and harder as her rubber covered mound
slipped and slid over the black rubber covering it. 

"No, no! Don't stop...Erica." Jim was helpless underneath this creature,
Erica the Ninja Queen.  She laughed, green eyes
flashing, and sat up straight, putting both her gloved hands on his chest.
Jessica began pinching his nipples as she
continued grinding her pussy against his bulge.  Her pussy was tingling and
wet, clit hard from Jim's rubber wrapped cock
sliding against it. 

"Oh, I won't, Hammer" she sneered, "I going to make you pay for making me
wait all those times!"  She squeezed his nipples
hard between her latex covered fingers, and laughed again as he gasped and
writhed beneath her gyrating pelvis. 

"Jess...Erica, there's so much to get done," Jim gasped out, hardly able to
speak because of the intense pleasure Jessica's
sliding motions were giving him.  He pulled against the ropes holding his
booted ankles and wrists and leaned his head back,
eyes shut, his cock feeling like a steel rod, but pulsing with energy and
pleasure, stretching the rubber crotch of his costume
into a shining black bar.  "I'm sorry!" he finally stammered out, overcome
by the fact the he was the captive of Erica the Ninja
Queen. 

"Oh, you will be, Jim, you will be sorry!"  Jessica abruptly stopped
grinding her hips and stood up, towering over the
spread-eagled Jim, looking imposing in the red catsuit and black heeled hip
boots. 

She carefully stepped forward and put a heeled foot next to Jim's helmeted
head, then the other foot, until she was standing
over his face, staring down at him, gloved hands on her hips, smiling
evilly at his predicament. 

"Are you ready to start paying me back, Hammer?" Jessica challenged. 

"What? I don't know what you mean, Jess...Erica." Jim pulled uselessly at
his bonds once more, staring up at Jessica with
wide eyes. 

Jessica reached down a gloved hand and grabbed the crotch zipper of her
catsuit.  Smiling as she pulled the tab, she rotated
her hips as the red latex of the catsuit split open to reveal her pussy
lips, slick with sweat and her own excitement.  Jessica
reached one gloved hand down and began caressing her pussy, red latex
covered fingers pulling at the lips, and then
plunging into her cunt.  She moaned and threw back her head, red pony tail
bouncing at her ass, as she moved her hips
against her hand.  It felt so good! 

Jim stared up at her, mouth gaping, as she reached her other hand up to
pinch one of her nipples through the rubber of the
catsuit.  His dick pushed out against the black rubber trapping it, pulsing
in response to Jessica's erotic abandon. 

Jessica, opened her eyes, and turned to look down at Jim's face, directly
underneath her dripping pussy.  She leered at him,
and slowly sucked the fingers of the hand that had been working her pussy. 

"What do you want me to do, Erica?" Jim asked nervously. 

"Shut up, that's what I want you to do, Hammer!" Jessica said forcefully,
and crouched down over Jim's head, pussy lips just
above Jim's mouth. "Now, suck you miserable toad!" She pressed her pussy
down against his lips, and grabbed the back of
his helmeted head with both gloved hands. 

Jim was startled, but quickly recovered, pushing out his tongue to slide
between Jessica's pussy lips, lips sucking at her as he
moved his tongue in, out, and around her hot cunt. 

Jessica gasped, and smiled with satisfaction, pulling his face even tighter
against her pussy, sinking down, her booted knees
on either side of his head. 

"Yes, that's it, Hammer.  Lick it!" She hissed, grinding her hips against
his face. 

Jim tried to suck in a breath as Jessica squeezed her rubber hip booted
legs against his head, sealing his mouth and nose with
her pussy and her red catsuited thighs. 

"Come on, Hammer.  Don't disappoint me!" She yelled, and yanked his head
even harder between her legs. 

Jim licked for everything he was worth, as Jessica's pussy juices slicked
his mouth and chin.  She began bucking on him, and
screamed, rubber covered ass bouncing against his chest as an orgasm
rippled through her cunt.  The strong waves of the
climax ripped through her, making her gasp with the intensity.  She
continued bucking her pussy against his face, as the
orgasm ebbed. 

Jim took a long shaky breath as Jessica released her grip and sat on his
chest, legs splayed to either side of his head. 

"Good start, Hammer.  You may make this up to me after all..." She bit her
lip and pulled her legs back, sliding down his chest
in a sinuous wriggled of red rubber, moving till her face was above the
bulge of his cock.  She looked up at him, green eyes
dancing in the deep black rubber of the half hood, and ran one finger, nail
blunted by the covering red latex, along the length
of his dick, stiff under the black rubber. 

"Now, what should we do about this, Hammer?" She leered up at him, and
suddenly gripped his cock through the shining
black rubber, "Do you want me to do something with this, Hammer?" She
hissed, and began pulling his dick through the
rubber, her other hand reaching between his legs to squeeze his balls
through the leggings. 

Jim sucked in his breath at her touch, and jerked as she began yanking at
his dick more forcefully.  He didn't know how much
more of this he could take! 

Jessica leaned down and opened her mouth, red lips descending slowly to
engulf the black rubber covered head of his dick. 
Her tongue slid around it, as she bit down with her teeth. 

"Ah, aahh!" Jim moaned.  His dick felt like it was going to explode! 

"Hang on, Hammer!" Jessica yelled at him, "You are NOT to cum yet!" She
stopped her sucking and squeezing and reached
up to begin unbuckling the wide leather belt of his costume. "You still owe
me, Hammer.  And I'm not through with you!"  She
yanked the belt from around his waist, and reached both red gloved hands to
grab the top of his tight black rubber leggings. 

"Now, let's get serious..." she hissed, and pulled down the top of the
leggings, hooking the rubber waistband up under his
balls, exposing his purple and straining cock. "Ah, now that's what I
want!"  She looked up at Jim, waiting for him to look
down into her eyes, and then licked her dangerously red lips.  Grabbing his
cock and balls in her gloved hands, holding the
shaft straight up, she slowly lowered her lips to its tip, and began
sliding it into her mouth, green eyes locked on Jim's
challengingly. 

Jim threw his had back with a moan, as Jessica's lips slid down his shaft
and she squeezed his balls with her gloved fingers. 
She began pumping his dick in and out of her mouth, tongue swirling around
it's straining head on the up stroke, lips sucking,
leaving a trail of red lipstick on it.  Jim's shuddered with the intense
pleasure thrumming through his cock, and jerked against
the thick white nylon ropes holding him spread-eagle underneath Jessica. 

Jessica continued sucking on his dick, working his balls and shaft with her
hands until she sensed he was about to cum. 
Then she pulled his cock out of her mouth with a sucking sound, and held it
tightly in both her fists. 

"No, Hammer, you can't cum yet.  I'm going to fuck you first." She said
matter of factly.  Moving up his legs, she turned till
her red latex covered ass was pointed at his face, and slowly moved it down
his belly and pelvis, till his hard cock head,
shining and slick with her spit, pressed against the lips of her hot pussy. 

Turning around, flipping her pony tail across his face like a whip, she
laughed, and plunged down onto him, hand clasped
tightly at the base of his cock, shoving it up inside her wet cunt, with
one long, wet, sliding, intense push. 

Jim gasped, and pushed his hips up against her as she began riding him, ass
bouncing up and down.  She swung her head
back and forth, her pony tail swishing side to side, biting her lower lip,
hands squeezing her own tits, tweaking her hard
nipples where they visible through the thin red latex. 

"Come on, Hammer!  You can do better then that!" She hissed, and began
slamming her butt up and down on his straining
cock, making him grunt with the intense pleasure of her wet hot pussy walls
squeezing his cock.  Jessica reached her hands
behind her and put them on his chest, bracing herself as she bucked up and
down on his dick like some demented red rubber
pony. 

"Yes, Yes, that's it, Hammer, fuck my pussy!" She screamed as she felt the
rippling waves of a strong climax start in her pussy
and spread out across her body, making her shudder, teeth clenched, eyes
shut, her head thrown back so that her fiery hair
covered Jim's contorting face, her toes curling inside the black rubber hip
boots. 

Jessica held herself in shaking stillness, as her cunt contracted
rhythmically around Jim's pulsing cock, caught in the throes
of the intense orgasm, her pussy lips wrapped around the base of his shaft,
the dick head deep within her, rubber gloved
hands clawing behind her at Jim's chest.  She let out an explosion of
breath, and leaned back against him as the final waves of
orgasm washed through her. 

Jim's chest shone with sweat, and he panted with the need to cum.  His cock
was twitching and throbbing, and Jessica's
pussy slowly stopped it's orgasmic squeezing.  He looked around wildly as
Jessica pulled herself off of his dick with a
sucking plop and kneeled at his side. 

"Please, Erica, please..." he implored her in a lust roughened voice. 

Jessica smiled, "I thought I told you to shut up, Hammer..." she smiled and
reached up a gloved hand to cover his mouth and
nose. 

Jim struggled for breath as Jessica grabbed his shaft in the other hand,
and turned her wicked green eyes to look at him
mockingly.  She slowly stuck out her tongue and licked his cock one long
stroke, from the base to the tip. 

Jim yelled under her hand, and felt himself explode, the hot cum streaming
out from his dick, as it jerked and shuddered
against her lips.  Jessica continued to stare at him, and began laughing as
the cum streaked his chest and her cheek.  Jim
yelled again, gasping under the tight grip of her other hand around his
shaft, and thrashed with one of the most intense
orgasms he had ever felt. 

Jessica lick the cum off the side of her mouth, and wriggled her red
catsuited body up ontop of his.  Folding her arms on his
chest and leaning her chin on them.  Green eyes shaded by half lowered
lids, a satisfied smile twisting her lips, Jessica let out
a contented sigh. 

When Jim's breathing finally returned to normal, Jessica stood up, and
grabbed the zipper at her crotch.  Pushing in her
engorged lips with one hand, she slowly zipped the catsuit up, till her
pussy was once again covered in tight red latex.  Jim
watched with awestruck eyes, not knowing what to say. 

"Well, Hammer, thanks for the little payback session."  Jessica sneered and
stepped down from the dais. 

"Jess...Erica?! Where are you going, let me out of here!"  Jim struggled
realizing he was still tied tightly to the wooden wheel
under him. 

"Oh, I think someone else can do that, Hammer..." Jessica laughed, "But I
must admit I would like to see Diane's face, when
you try to explain why you have cum splashed all over you."  She glanced
down at were Jim's softening dick poked from the
black rubber crotch of his costume, and laughed again. 

"Thanks again, Hammer!"  and with a graceful turn, Erica the Ninja Queen
strode out of the studio, turning off all the lights,
except those spotting the dais, heels tapping out a diminishing staccato. 

Jim struggled against the ropes, and finally slumped, defeated.  What would
he say to Diane!? 



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